The Teasdale Family Tradition

Conclusion

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(Our story began here: http://auntcarlascorner.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-teasdale-family-tradition_22.html)

“Okay, dear, time to come out.”

Mrs. Teasdale smiled at her daughter as she gratefully dropped her arms (they were going numb behind her back!) and turned to face the assembled crowd once again.

“So...does anyone mind if the birthday girl takes a quick potty break before anyone else lights a fire in her behind?” Rebecca asked, blushing and smiling at the crowd. All eyes were definitely still on her, and she was--obviously--still in her birthday suit. The fact that the entire family were fully dressed--little kids included--was certainly not lost on her!

“Of course not, Baby,” her dad said. “Just don’t dawdle in there; you’ve still got six enthusiastic spankers on deck!”

“Yes, Sir,” she replied, blushing even more. She walked past the throng and toward the bathroom.

When she came out a few minutes later, she saw her Uncle Ted sitting expectantly in the spanking chair. 19 swats from that athletic man were hardly going to be a walk in the park, especially considering how sore her bottom was already! Uncle Ted patted his lap meaningfully, and Rebecca went dutifully over it.

SMACK!

“ONE!”

SMACK!

“OWW!”

“TWO!”

And on it went.

Uncle Ted was followed by her grandparents; fortunately, their swats were tokens at best, giving the girl a much-needed reprieve from hard spanks. Her siblings, on the other hand, took great delight in spanking her full-out. Especially Melie, who knew full well that her older sister would spare her own butt not at all when her time came in a few months. By the time Melie was done with her big sister’s bare behind, it had a solid red sheen, and its owner was up in a trice. She did an impromptu dance for her assembled relatives, holding her bright red buns and howling. There was much laughter and applause, but Rebecca was not yet done with her rite of passage into adulthood.

“Alright, enough dancing, little one,” Geoffrey said with a smile as he walked purposefully toward the chair. “It’s my turn.”

Rebecca gulped and blushed her darkest color yet. Geoffrey was gorgeous, dressed in tight-fitting dockers and a smart-looking golf shirt that opened at the top to reveal his manly chest mane. As he took his young sister-in-law by the hand and guided her over his lap, Rebecca’s stomach did its most fantastic flip of the day. Budding politico that he was, Geoffrey could not resist making a brief oration.

“Ladies and gentlemen. When I first started dating my beautiful bride, this young lady...” (here he poked Rebecca’s bright red bottom) “was a very cute and delightful 15-year-old. She also hadn’t yet completely outgrown her ‘bratty phase.’”

“Gee, thanks, Geoffrey!” said the young woman over his lap, to general laughter.

“Hush, you. As I was saying, more than once, I thought how satisfying it would be to take that little girl over my knee and give her a good spanking. Three years on, I finally get my wish!”

“You beast!” Rebecca’s face was now scarlet, and her priceless expression was immortalized from several angles by her mother’s camera.

“Oh, I’m a beast, am I? Well, allow me to demonstrate how a beast spanks. Ready, cutie?”

“Um...no! Help! Somebody get this crazy man off of me!”

The entire family laughed uproariously. Rebecca was doing the Teasdales proud right to the end.

SWAT!

“OWW!!”

“One!” they called out in chorus.

SWAT!

“AIEEEE!!!”

“Two!”

“Only seventeen to go, little girl,” Geoffrey whispered in her ear with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

“Oh NOOOO!!!”

SWAT!

“ARGGHH!!”

“THREE!”

The sting in Rebecca’s tail was exquisite. She very much doubted she would be doing any sitting at all for at least a week.

On and on her hard final spanking went, and as she helplessly kicked her feet and pounded her fists in the air, the birthday girl silently thanked the Goddess for the placemat between her and her brother-in-law’s lap. There was absolutely no hiding the fact that she was becoming quite wet down there!

SMACK!!

“AHHHHH!!!! OWWW!!!”

“EIGHTEEN!”

Geoffrey stroked his sister-in-law’s lovely hair, now plastered to her skull from perspiration. “And one for good luck, little cutie.”

SMACK!!!

“OWWWW!!!”

“Oh! My baby’s all grown up,” said Mrs. Teasdale with a tear in her eye.

“And she has a scarlet bottom to prove it!” Madison observed with a grin.

“Well done, Geoffrey, everybody, and thank you!” said Mr Teasdale warmly.

Geoffrey helped Rebecca up and kissed her on the forehead. “Welcome to adulthood, Beck.”

Rebecca smiled through the tears that flooded her cheeks. She threw her arms around Geoffrey’s neck and hugged him tightly. Her rear end was on fire, but the rite of passage was indeed over; she was a fully-fledged adult member of the Teasdale family. Her relatives surrounded her in a huge group hug, and then released her to go clean up and get dressed. Rubbing her incredibly sore bare tail with one hand, she gathered several of her gifts and took them with her to the bathroom.

When she returned some 15 minutes later, she had undergone a transformation: the previously-birthday suited girl was every inch the sophisticated young woman. Her face was scrubbed and made up; her hair dried and well-brushed. She wore a lovely brand-new peasant dress that came down to her ankles and a lovely pair of leather sandals. Her new jewelry shone all over her body: on her one erstwhile-bare ankle, around her neck, on her wrist, and dangling from her ears.

“Wow! Who is that gorgeous woman?” asked Geoffrey, not a little awed. While Rebecca twirled to the applause of her family and Mrs. Teasdale snapped pictures, her cousin Stephen stood with his mouth agape at the transformation. His cousin really was a beautiful woman!

Mrs. Teasdale came to her daughter with a plate of cake and ice cream. “I’m so proud of you, dear,” she said.

“Thanks, Mom. And thanks for a wonderful party.”

The whole family devoured the delicious birthday cake; needless to say, Rebecca enjoyed hers standing up. And Uncle Ted was right: that night she did sleep on her tummy, and she assiduously avoided sitting for the rest of the weekend!

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